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I know I certainly didn’t.
He gives me a slow sexy smile promising me carnal things and I blush…I know that look. For goodness sake Julian, don’t look at me like that in the house of god.
Willow and Emerson are beside me and Sebastian and Spencer and Samuel are beside him, we stand before all of our united family and friends, and the church is filled with love.
This is a happy day, for all of us.
“I will.” Julian smiles as he slides the gold wedding ring onto my finger.”
He rocks forward onto his toes again as if happy with himself and I giggle.
“By the powers vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride.” The priest smil
es.
In slow motion Julian lifts my veil back and folds it over. This is it, our whole story is coming to a beautiful climax, right here right now.
My eyes fill with tears at just how intimate this moment is.
With his beautiful big brown eyes locked on mine he slowly leans in, holds my face in his hands, and he kisses me tenderly. It’s the most perfect kiss he’s ever gifted me and my feet lift off the ground. “I love you,” he whispers.
I giggle against his lips, and the crowd all laugh and cheer.
I turn to see my mother sitting in the front row. She’s so happy and smiling with her hand over her heart, and I smile right back through my tears. She told me all along that the love of my life was waiting somewhere for me.
And she was right.
He was.
Epilogue
18 Months Later
“This way.”
Julian leads me through the crowd, out onto the terrace. We’re at a wedding with Sebastian and Spencer, and I am thirty-six weeks pregnant with our first child. The dinner and speeches are over and the dancing has begun. I’m wearing a grey strapless evening dress with silver, strappy stilettos. My long, dark hair is down and set in Hollywood curls. My makeup is natural, like always. Luckily, I have a husband who is digging the whole pregnancy thing. I’ve never felt sexier.
He can’t get enough of me.
This is a high society wedding. Everyone who’s anyone is here. The groom is a childhood, snooty schoolfriend of Julian’s, as well as the boys.
Life’s good—better than good. Willow and Sammy are doing great. They’re so excited for our baby to arrive. Julian dotes on me hand and foot, too.
“Do you want a drink, sweetheart?” he asks, his hand automatically dropping to my stomach. His eyes search mine. “You okay?”
I widen my eyes. “I’m fine, Julian. Will you stop worrying?”
He didn’t want to come tonight because he thought it would be too much for me. He literally cannot talk to me anymore without having his hand on my stomach.
“Can I have a lemonade, please?” I ask.
“Of course.” He points at his two friends as he walks off. “Don’t leave her alone for one minute,” he demands.
“Yeah, yeah.” Spence rolls his eyes and he turns his attention to me as Julian walks away. “God, Bree, you must be sick to death of him. He’s like a fucking rash.” I giggle. “He’s pretty full on.”
Spencer and Sebastian have turned out to be special friends. They’ve welcomed me with open arms, and their lifelong group of three men has turned into a posse of three men and one woman. We laugh and joke all the time, and I feel totally at ease with the two of them. We do a lot together and they spend a great deal of time at our house with us. I think they’re just so thrilled that Julian is finally happy, my pregnancy is now special to all three of them. Or it could simply be the fact that all of them are pushing forty now, and this is the first baby where they’ve have had a friendship with the mother.
Either way, I now have three doting men around me.
